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The first question on the intake questionnaire was, “Why have you decided to have boudoir portraits taken now?” My first thought was, Why has it taken me so long? After everything my body has been through, it is long overdue. … Continue reading →

“…And onward full-tilt we go, pitched and wrecked and absurdly resolute, driven in spite of everything to make good on a new shore. To be hopeful, to embrace one possibility after another—that is surely the basic instinct…” Barbara Kingsolver, High … Continue reading →

I’m one of those metaphysical types that find deeper meanings inside of mundane things. For example I believe our cars represent how we move forward in life. They, like our own bodies, carry us on our path. So when I … Continue reading →

What I’ve come to know over the years is that my relationship with Don McKinney was a universal one. I have seen it time and time again, expressions of love and gratitude for this amazing man; each person’s connection to … Continue reading →

I’m not big on resolutions. As a matter of fact, I can’t quite remember the last time I made any. For years I’ve tried to strive daily for my goals, in manageable increments: to access where I’m at, determine if … Continue reading →

I returned from my 25th High school reunion jumbled. Time crumbled at my feet. The melding of past, present, and future confused. I began to write. The only way I know how to work through an emotion quagmire. Somewhere in … Continue reading →